__________________I seek pleasure. I seek the nerves under your skin.
The narrow archway; the layers; the scroll of ancient lettuce.
We worship the flaw, the belly, the belly, the mole on the belly of an exquisite whore.
He spared the child and spoiled the rod. I have not sold myself to God.

I don't mean to sound bitter, cold, or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out.Racing is life. Everything else is just waiting.Racing, competing, is in my blood. It's part of me, it's part of my life; I've been doing it all my life. And it stands up before anything else.Accelerated movement sharpens the senses, dulls reality, heightens perception, quickens the mind, slows time, purifies travel, transports my being into another world - the place I want to live.